I had a dream that my granny wasn't dead, but living at the headwaters of the Everglades. She said I would find her in the bosom of an oak with a mandrake in her lap. New Year's finds me alone under the overpass of the headwaters, #obambulating through pools of brackish water. I hear the screech of a mandrake freshly unearthed. Granny unfurls a claw from where she rests in the crook of an oak. She pulls me into her clutches and demands I give an account of myself. I say: "I'm ill."

#Promptodon